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Chapter 235 He wants to marry you

Cui Ying chuckled, looked at Cersei and said, "How do you know it's a daughter? What if it's a son?"

"Son, that's fine too. Amela is Dongyi's top master, but if you teach him martial arts, he will definitely not be bullied."

Cersei opened the car door and looked at Emera on the horse and smiled. Emera noticed the gaze of the two of them and nodded. She looked heroic, with a girl-like appearance. At first, Cui Ying thought she was a man. .

"Princess, if possible, could you help me find out what's going on in Dashuo now?"

After the relaxed atmosphere passed, Cui Ying talked about this matter. She wanted to know what was going on with Dashuo now, including him, his aunt, his aunt, his husband, and Dongyue and Amber who were waiting in Fengzhou.

She and these two girls may not have seen each other for a long time. I wonder how they are doing.

Cersei sat in front of Cui Ying, reached out and pinched her face: "Do you want to know the news about Da Shuo, or Chu Yan?"

"Princess."

Hearing Cui Ying's words, Cersei shook her head helplessly: "Okay, okay, I'll just ask someone to help you find out."

"I'm not doing this for you, I'm doing this for my goddaughter~"

After that, she stopped the carriage and said that she would rest here today and start again tomorrow. Now that it was getting dark, it was not safe to drive late at night.

When Cui Ying got off the carriage, the fourth prince also happened to get off the carriage. He looked up at Cui Ying and nodded with her.

In the next few days, Dongyi's motorcade kept in this stop-and-go state, as if they were not in a hurry, but taking a leisurely tour of the mountains and rivers. After more than a month like this, Cui Ying finally received news from Dashuo.

It turns out that Cersei has an informant in Beijing. Now the situation in Dashuo has undergone earth-shaking changes, and almost all power has fallen into Chu Yan's control.

Emperor Qi's condition worsened day by day, even to the point where he needed long-term bed rest.

At the same time, Concubine Xian was placed under house arrest in Zhongcui Palace by Emperor Qi for some reason. The most critical thing is that Chu Yan issued an order to thoroughly investigate the Pei family's crimes of treason and surrender to the enemy.

This matter has been going on for a long time. How easy is it to re-investigate it clearly?

But Chu Yan didn't care how much time and energy it would take. He personally took charge of supervising the matter, promoted Zhuo Jun to be the Minister of Dali Temple, and sent special personnel to check the relevant files.

Cui Ying looked at the letter in her hand, her hands tightened unconsciously, and then she heard Emera say: "In one month, the prince of Dashuo will get married."

"marry?"

She turned her head to look at her, and Amela nodded: "Marry your tablet."

As soon as these words came out, the letter in Cui Ying's hand burst into pieces. Cersei, who was on the second floor of the inn, looked at her and said leisurely: "He is deeply affectionate and has no regrets. He wants to give you a proper title and drives Xue Jingxian out." Palace, said he didn’t recognize her identity.”

After all, Xue Jingxian was pushed to this position by Emperor Qi, and Chu Yan did not accept her, but in the end, it delayed her life, which is actually a bit embarrassing to say.

"The Xue family couldn't afford to kneel in front of the palace gate because of this. Guess what Chu Yan said?"

Cersei held her chin with one hand and looked down at Cui Ying: "He said that you were the only one who went to court with him. I don't know where the marriage certificate came from, but it actually has your name on it."

Listening to Cersei's words, Cui Ying finally remembered why her name was on it. When they were in Guanzhou, they went to the marriage temple to pray together.

At that time, she didn't want to leave her name on it, so Chu Yan held her hand and wrote it down one stroke at a time.

'You and I are year by year, Ying Ying. '

He sent people to Guanzhou, retrieved the red card that was left on the marriage tree at that time, and made a marriage certificate to marry her, who was already dead in the eyes of the world. She didn't know what to say, she just felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.
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In the study room of the East Palace, Chu Yan has been reviewing these memorials for days. The ministers in the court have become more honest under his pressure. He seems to never need to rest. He is either dealing with government affairs or preparing for the wedding every day. matter.

It was as if he wanted to occupy all his time so that he would not think about Cui Ying.

"Your Highness, it's already the second watch. Please take a rest."

Lu Bo came in to persuade Chu Yan. Ever since the fire broke out in the other courtyard, Lu Bo had come to the East Palace to take care of Chu Yan's daily life. Now he couldn't bear to see him like this.

Chu Yan put his hand to his lips and coughed lightly: "It's okay, I'll just finish these things."

Mr. Xie set off to Buddha Mountain a few days ago, saying that he might be able to find the last medicine to solve Ruomeng's life there. Lu Bo and others were very happy, but Chu Yan had no reaction.

Now, for him, whether he can interpret Ruo Meng's life is of little use.

He is alive now just to complete what Cui Ying failed to do, to find out what happened back then, to give her an explanation, and then to see her and the child again.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty wants to see you."

Before Lu Bo could speak, he heard Chai Guangfu's voice coming from outside. He didn't even raise his eyes and just wrote something on the memorial. Lu Bo bowed and exited and said, "Mr. Chai, His Highness is busy."

"I know that His Highness is busy, but Your Majesty, Your Majesty is afraid that this has only happened for more than a month, and now I want to see His Highness again."

Chai Guangfu sighed deeply and looked at the bright East Palace study room.

More than a month ago, His Highness used thunderous means to eliminate all the gang members of King Liang and King Rui, especially the gang members of King Liang. They were killed and exiled. Now all the people in the court are His Highness's people.

Until the autumn of next year, His Highness will also hold a scientific examination so that talented people from all over the world can become officials in the court, regardless of status, only based on talent.

Chai Guangfu knew that from now on, the people would always remember His Highness, not His Majesty, in their hearts.

After the affairs of the previous dynasty were sorted out, His Highness sent someone to deliver medicine to His Majesty every day. It was a bowl of decoction made from tranquilizing medicine and rosemary purple. The dosage was well controlled.

Your Majesty will not die, but he will gradually hallucinate as he takes so many drugs, and he will gradually die in the dream.

After eating for so long, coupled with the chronic poison administered by the Concubine Xian, His Majesty could no longer hold on for much longer. Today, when he woke up for a moment, the first thing he said was that he wanted to see His Highness.

"Lu Bo."

Just when Chai Guangfu was about to speak, he heard the sound of the palace door being opened, and then Chu Yan came out and called Lu Bo.

"Your Highness."

"Let's go to Fengyi Palace."

Chu Yan imprisoned Emperor Qi in Fengyi Palace, but never allowed him to enter the Buddhist hall. He could only look at the blurry portrait through the door.

Seeing Chu Yan walking away from the East Palace, Chai Guangfu followed him, and they headed to Fengyi Palace together.

"Your Highness, I wonder if this old slave can ask for a favor from Your Highness?"

When he was approaching the entrance of Fengyi Palace, Chu Yan heard Chai Guangfu's words. He paused and saw Chai Guangfu kneeling down and said, "I would like to ask, if His Majesty passes away, can His Highness allow this servant to keep vigil at His Majesty's grave?"

Hehe, it'll be sweet soon. Don't rush, don't rush, you have to finish the plot.